Poem - Afterlife
Now you can enjoy the grace, in any case.
Angel Story - chapter 1
. \*\*\*\* grace hopebringer woke up with a start as thunderous booms echoed throughout the entire building. arming herself with her staff, the trim polar bear bolted to the front door.
Grace
The bear was being grateful, saying grace even in the state of his distress. and then, before the soft-voiced ursine had finished, the fox found himself staring, thunderstruck.
What If
Tears stream down my face and everyday i give grace for the second chance for the opportunity thank you, everyone, for helping me thank you, everyone, for your support. i have finished the sentence. i have been released.
Matt and Grace
grace blushed lightly, giggling before lying down on the bed "like what you see love?" "mmmm...grace, you're the sexiest, most stunning girl ive ever seen..." grace giggled as matt lay down beside her, wrapping her up in his arms.
A Fall From Grace
#1 of a fall from grace a fall from grace first the chains jingled. it's what ultimately brought him back to reality. his limbs throbbed dully--the only indication that they were still there. he couldn't move. where am i? what's going on?
Ritual
It wasn't until the music stopped playing that he began to hum the song amazing grace. as much as he didn't like religion, this was the only song that ever made since to him, not in a religious sense, but more as a way of letting go of a loved one.
Fall from Grace - Recruitment
"i am commander grace kelly, but you can call me dance."
Graceful Monstrosities - medium poem
Our eight legged friends and foes Are numerous in size and shape. We see them useful and see them as pests. They are a source of our fears and wonder. It's their legs. How numerous they are. It's how those legs spin the webs, That makes them...
Fall from grace, Episode 1
#1 of fall from grace a new story to sink your teeth into, let me know what you think by commenting, thanks everyone.
Revolution | Chapter VI: A Saving Grace
_Arthur_ After hours of being outside in the rain, I decided that I hated it. It was still very dark but it was four in the morning. I had jogged for an hour prior to this trying to make sure that I was at that scouting party before they left. The...
Biscuits from Grace (Otherwise Untitled)
~ Greg leaned back into the bench seat of the diner, his patience extended towards watching the sun rise from below the treeline across the patch of prairie. He glanced to his plate, well established to be empty, and over to Linda's. The jackalope,...